Chapter 84

The night wind is bleak and endless, carrying a large amount of sand and cold, wantonly raging the whole desolate Gobi desert. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is as dark, deep and deep as ever.

Now, near dawn, the night is more and more dense and the light is more and more dim.

Lying quietly in the simple bunker, Cheng Chong watched everything in front of him with high vigilance. He allowed the wind and sand to blow, brush and sweep away from behind. He was indifferent whether it was bringing sand or blowing away gravel. At the moment, he was like a steel carving and iron sculpture. He still watched the enemy's every move without moving.

Only more than ten minutes later, I saw that more than 20 armed elements were shouting and approaching. They really ran towards the burning fire, and they were still the same. People were still far away, so they shot indiscriminately here, right as their early fire test and reconnaissance.

Of course, in this way, their own actions have been exposed, and there is no confidentiality at all.

In fact, they have long been completely exposed to Cheng Chong's surveillance, but they don't know yet.

They still howl, roar, abuse and shoot sporadically. These are their signature actions and habitual expressions.

Cheng Chong has long been indifferent to strange things. Of course, he won't be moved by them.

The group of armed elements rushed over noisily. When they were 40 or 50 meters away from the fire, they suddenly opened fire at the fire violently, almost covering the burning fire without dead corner fire, flying sand and sparks. I don't know what their purpose is. Is it just fire test and reconnaissance? Or is it customary to show off by spoiling bullets?

I don't know the details. Anyway, this group of armed men is a little puzzling behavior. Their abilities are obvious to people all over the world. If they are allowed to make terrorist attacks and bully unarmed civilians, they are OK. If they really want to go to the battlefield and fight, they are not qualified at all, Or if you go to the battlefield, it's just fake cannon fodder.

This is why when they meet the regular army, they can only be annihilated. When they meet a decent attack, they can only hide among the civilians or in deep mountains and caves.

After some crazy shooting, they rushed over with great strides. The team of more than 20 people opened more than ten meters back and forth. The people in front have reached the position of the fire, and the people behind are still shooting around blindly from ten meters away.

Several militants running in the front soon found the existence of the full backpack. Then several people shouted and were as excited as if they had found the new world. It can be seen that they had recognized the backpack for the enemy they had chased all night. They were immediately excited.

However, they didn't do it immediately, but chattered and looked around the backpack curiously, like looking at a Western mirror for a long time, as if a group of monkeys suddenly saw a rare thing, but they just refused to reach out and touch it.

This made Cheng, who was lying on the sand dune not far away, rush for a while: did these bastards see something or something? Why don't you open your backpack and have a look, even if you don't look, even if you just pull it gently!

But they seemed to know something, but they didn't! Only look far, not close.

This is really anxious!

If I had known this, I would have greeted them directly with my hands and thunder. Why bother to rack your brains to play these twists and turns with them? It's unnecessary. It's not worth it at all.

Just when Cheng Chong began to complain about the bait thunder set for himself, the following militants also rushed over one after another and commented around the full backpack, but no one moved it.

Cheng Chong's heart, which had been hung high, had not yet fallen, and was hung high again.

fuck! If you want to open it, just open it. Just look at the appearance. What can you see?

Cheng Chong, who has been lying quietly in the simple shelter, is ready to come out like his own heart. At the moment, he wished he could jump out of the bunker immediately and make a crisp end with the other party. Whoever wins or loses will have an immediate effect, so he didn't have to worry so much.

Although the other side is numerous and far more than themselves in number, they now occupy the only commanding height within a radius of hundreds of meters or even kilometers. Moreover, they are close to the bright fire, but they hide in the dark, one in the light and the other in the dark. They are confident that if they suddenly fight with them, they will not necessarily lose.

However, Cheng Chong at the moment, after all, reason conquers impulse. Impulse is the devil. It's a matter of life and death on the battlefield. He can't impulse at will with one or two poles, and he can't act on his own will without going through his brain. This is not a play of children.

Any small decision on the battlefield, even if it is insignificant, may affect the progress of the war situation and the victory or defeat of the battle. We must not be rash, because any rash choice may be related to life and death.

Think about it carefully. Even if I kill more than a dozen of them at one time, I will lose as long as one of the other party's guns and bullets hits my vital point.

At the critical moment, we must be calm. Wait and see. There may be unexpected changes.

Cheng Chong forcibly restrained his impulsive emotion, still lying quietly in the simple bunker, calmly watched the every move of the group of militants in front of him, and only watched silently for the time being.

However, the several armed men who came back soon lost interest in the seemingly curious backpack. Most of them were about to turn around and look for the footprints left by Cheng Chong when he left. Finally, driven by curiosity, the last armed man left began to touch the backpack with his hands.

At first, he seemed to use his hand to test the boiling water. As soon as his hand touched the backpack, he immediately withdrew his hand and touched it three or four times. Seeing that the full backpack was motionless, he soon put down his heart and boldly lifted the backpack from the ground. But at the moment he lifted the backpack, his wide pupils suddenly found that there were several black grenades tied together under the backpack. What's more, those grenades had begun to smoke.

Seeing this, the armed man was so frightened that he didn't even have time to shout out his frightened screams.

Then I heard a bang. The six grenades suddenly exploded. The violent explosion burst into the sky, angrily tearing the silence of the night sky. At the same time, almost the whole earth was shocked. In this desolate desert Gobi desert, even people tens of kilometers away can clearly hear it. The cracked shrapnel, like a blooming flower, flew around from the central explosion point at a high speed. Wherever they went, they released their powerful kinetic energy incisively and vividly.

Cheng Chong didn't expect that when six defensive grenades exploded at the same time, there would be so much movement and so much lethality. The killing diameter was at least more than 10 meters. The nearby militants were blown up on the spot, their flesh and blood were blurred, their hands and feet were not divided, and the militants furthest from the explosion point were seriously injured by the shrapnel, Although he hasn't died immediately, his combat effectiveness has long been lost. He cries repeatedly and can't stand up and fight back.

Looking at the scene in front of him and remembering the great power of the six grenades when they exploded, Cheng Chong was also terrified. Fortunately, he was more than 50 meters away from the location of the bait mine, and at the moment he was still hidden on the high sand dunes. Otherwise, he might be hit by the shrapnel flying to four places.

After the fierce explosion of the bait thunder, all the militants were immediately put down. More than a dozen of them were killed on the spot by the powerful bait thunder. Although the remaining seven or eight militants were still in pain and struggling, most of them were as angry as a thread and their lives were dying, In this deserted desert Gobi desert, without timely treatment, there is a possibility of death at any time.

Sad sobs and dying wails were heard one after another in the night.

Cheng Chong, of course, was not moved by it. These violent armed elements, who endanger world peace and do not take other people's lives seriously, are by no means worthy of pity. When they wantonly trample on other people's dignity and lives, they should think that they will pay a heavy price for this, so as to atone for their sins.

Just after the explosion, Cheng Chong wanted to shoot to clean the battlefield. When the battle was over, there was a burst of howling and sparse gunfire from the front, followed by a burst of scolding. These are the usual characteristics of the armed elements of Yidong organization.

The last group of militants finally appeared.

Cheng Chong immediately stopped all his actions and continued to lie quietly in the simple bunker without moving. At the moment, he knew very well that as long as he kept the injured militants, he was not afraid that the group of militants would not move closer to this side.

Sure enough, after hearing the movement of the group of militants in front of the right, the injured militants seemed to grasp the life-saving straw and screamed desperately, as if they had met the last savior before they were dying.

The group of armed men immediately responded when they heard their companions shouting and howling. However, their language was so noisy that Cheng Chong couldn't understand a word. Naturally, they couldn't judge their meaning.

However, after several rounds of shouting, a group of armed elements running with guns soon appeared from the vast night in front of Cheng Chong's right. After hearing their companions' cry for help, they quickly rushed to rescue.

The number of these armed elements is at least twenty or thirty.

This should be the last group of militants who escaped from their guns when crossing the river.

In the hazy night, Cheng Chong only briefly counted the number of each other, and then thought silently.

However, judging from the location of the two groups of armed elements, one group appeared from the front left and the other from the front right. Their arrangement is by no means accidental. If you didn't set up bait mines just now, but directly exchanged fire with the group of militants who arrived first, then the latter group of militants will suddenly appear behind your side. In that case, you will be surrounded by them.

Cheng Chong was afraid when he thought about it. If he hadn't set up bait mines and disrupted their encirclement and suppression plan, he might have been surrounded and annihilated by them.

After thinking of Cheng Chong here, his back felt cold.